Back To The 80s-Chapter 308 - 318: Past Events_1

Lu Aiguo, with a mouth full of alcohol, said, "Brother, where do you think our eldest brother might be?"

Lu Zhanguo had long noticed Wen Xiuqing standing outside the kitchen door. Now hearing Lu Aiguo ask this, he stood up, tugged on Lu Aiguo’s arm and said, "You’ve had too much to drink, I’ll take you back to your room."

"I didn’t drink too much, I’m known for being able to hold my liquor. This amount won’t knock me down." Lu Aiguo stated and stood up with Lu Zhanguo’s help.

After the two of them left the kitchen, Wen Xiuqing had already returned to her bedroom. Lu Zhanguo sighed as he looked at Wen Xiuqing’s closed bedroom door, then dragged Lu Aiguo upstairs to rest.

Early the next morning, Lu Zhanguo dragged Lu Aiguo outside. After a heavy hangover, Lu Aiguo’s head ached and he grumbled discontentedly, "Where are we going so early?"

"You wanted to know where our eldest brother is, didn’t you? We’re going to find him." Lu Zhanguo had thought about it all night. It would be unrealistic for him to go look himself. The world is so vast, without a photo, it would be harder than finding a needle in a haystack. Now they had to first find the family who had adopted their eldest brother.

"Ah, right, I did say that. But where are we going so early in the morning?" Lu Aiguo was still somewhat confused. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Lu Zhanguo said with a stern face, "We’re going to see Qin Ximei and ask her who she gave him to."

Only then did Lu Aiguo come to his senses and regretfully said, "We should’ve asked her directly that day."

Lu Zhanguo gave him a dismissive look and said, "If you had asked her that day, she definitely wouldn’t have told you. Today we’re going to her house. Uncle Yuan will ask her. She definitely wouldn’t dare not answer."

"Yes, we should tell Uncle Yuan about that old witch’s ugly face. Let him deal with her properly. It’s best not to kill her at once, but torture her a little bit every day." Lu Aiguo said through gritted teeth.

When the two of them arrived at Qin Ximei’s house, Yuan Dahai was sitting on the sofa in the front room smoking a pipe. Qin Ximei was nowhere to be seen. After Lu Zhanguo greeted Yuan Dahai, Lu Aiguo, who was displacing his anger, ignored Yuan Dahai completely and sat down on the sofa.

"Zhanguo, Aiguo, what’s wrong with you two? You both seem unhappy?" Yuan Dahai asked, puzzled.

With a face full of resentment, Lu Aiguo said, "Where’s Qin Ximei? Ask her where she sent my eldest brother."

Yuan Dahai was taken aback by this sudden question. Lu Zhanguo then elaborated on how Qin Ximei had harmed Lu Yuanchao.

Yuan Dahai was so angry after hearing the story that he almost spat out blood. He quickly got up, went inside and dragged Qin Ximei, who was lying in bed, out.

Since Qin Ximei had come back from Huanxi two days ago, she had been running a high fever. She always felt as if something was following her and had continuous nightmares. When she heard what Lu Zhanguo had said earlier, she began to shudder. This time, she was sure Yuan Dahai would tear her skin off.

Yuan Dahai dragged Qin Ximei out of the room and threw her onto the floor in the front room. He yelled, "You venomous woman, what the hell did you do? I never thought that you could be so vicious."

Qin Ximei sat on the floor, shaking in fear. In a trembling voice, she responded, "I didn’t do anything, they are making things up."

Yuan Dahai narrowed his eyes, walked over, and kicked Qin Ximei in the chest, cursing, "And you still deny it! I wondered why you had been so obedient lately. It turns out that you have been doing such conscienceless things. Now you’re reaping your just desserts, aren’t you? Quickly tell me, where did you send Yuanchao?"

Qin Ximei was kicked to the ground by this blow. It took her a while to pull herself together and say through tears, "I didn’t kill anyone. I gave Yuanchao to a family on the west side of Heyan Village in Zhangbei. They had five daughters and no sons, so I gave him to them." Fearing Yuan Dahai would kick her again, Qin Ximei quickly blurted out everything.

Lu Zhanguo watched as Yuan Dahai moved to hit Qin Ximei once more. Lu Aiguo said angrily at the side, "Look what she’s done to our family! No wonder none of her three children ended up well. This is karma!"

Hearing this, Yuan Dahai became even more furious. He kicked Qin Ximei hard twice more. Panting heavily, he said, "Zhanguo, Aiguo, you go home first. Don’t worry, I will make sure to get all the answers you want. As long as Yuanchao is alive, even if it costs me my life, I will bring him back to your family."

Lu Zhanguo glanced at Qin Ximei, who was pretending to be dead on the floor, and walked out of the room. Lu Aiguo followed him out.

Once the Lu brothers had left, Yuan Dahai slammed the door shut. With his eyes wide open in anger, he stared at Qin Ximei and said, "Today, you better tell me everything about what happened back then. If you hide anything, I will skin you alive."

Struggling to her feet, Qin Ximei cried, "Dahai, you can’t blame me. I had no choice."

"Quite a choice you had! You went and killed someone else’s child and drove Xiuqing to the brink of madness. I thought you were an honest and decent woman, how did you turn out this way?" As Yuan Dahai spoke, tears began to flow down his cheeks. He felt guilty. For many years, Lu Songyuan had taken very good care of their family. Yet in the end, Qin Ximei turned on them like an ungrateful wolf.

Seeing Yuan Dahai like this, Qin Ximei became fearful and mumbled, "Why is it that Wilbur Xiuqing got to have two sons at once while our son was stillborn?"

Upon hearing Qin Ximei’s remorseless words, Yuan Dahai slapped her hard across the face. Qin Ximei stumbled backward and fell to the ground. Yuan Dahai cursed, "You are truly a venomous woman. There are so many other people’s sons who are alive. Do you want to go and strangle all of them? Only now do I understand why of my three daughters, not one turned out well. Its because the root of the problem is you."

In a desperate attempt to defend herself, Qin Ximei said, "Dahai, listen to me, it wasn’t like that. Wen Xiuqing used to flaunt her children in front of me every day, reminding me of our dead son. That’s why I..."

Yuan Dahai scoffed, "Enough! No matter what kind of person you are, I understand now. I don’t want to hear your excuses. Today, you had better tell me exactly how you killed Yuanchao. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you don’t live to see tomorrow. It’s just a matter of an eye for an eye. I at least won’t let a scourge like you keep living."

Fearfully shaking, Qin Ximei sat on the ground and said, "I noticed Wen Xiuqing wasn’t home, so I used a pail to draw some dirty water and submerged Yuanchao into it."

Qin Ximei had always been envious of Wen Xiuqing. That day, seeing Wen Xiuqing take Zhanguo to the riverside to wash clothes, Qin Ximei sneaked into Wen Xiuqing’s house. At that time, almost all the families didn’t lock their doors and would just leave them ajar when they went out.

Seeing Yuanchao sleeping soundly on the kang (heated brick bed), Qin Ximei felt an overwhelming surge of hatred. She picked up a small urine bucket from the floor, brought back a bucket of dirty water, and submerged the sleeping little Yuanchao into it.

Little Yuanchao woke up gasping for air, but after a few struggles, he stopped moving. Hearing the sound of Wen Xiuqing running back, Qin Ximei was frightened and hurriedly escaped through the back window.

Then she circled back to the front door and entered through it, just in time to see Wen Xiuqing, carrying little Zhanguo on her back and holding an unconscious Yuanchao, bursting into tears.